Guess I'm Getting Old Before My Time...Lyrics

I’m sitting here thinking how it used to be,
I’m, playing games with my own company
I’m, reading things of no concern to me
I guess I’m getting old before my time.

I’m burning bridges before there’s need to be,
I’m, trapping time so far ahead of me,
I’m, thinking things that don’t connect with me,
I guess I’m getting old before my time.

Where are all those happy times they don’t come here no more,
Guess I’m just a soul that won’t be missed.
Empty spaces, ghost like faces,none that smile on me
Shrouded by the darkness of the lonely life I’ve seen.

Silver crosses hanging taunting me,
a, creeping fog enjoys surrounding me,
I’m, in an ocean frozen over me,
I guess I’m getting old before my time

Where are all those happy times they don’t come here no more,
Guess I’m just a soul that won’t be missed.
Empty spaces, ghost like faces,none that smile on me
Shrouded by the darkness of the lonely life I’ve seen.

Tempting fate messing with my destiny,
I’m, locking doors before they’ve set me free,
This is not the way it was supposed to be,

I guess I’m getting old before my time,
Surely, getting old before my time,
Must be, getting old before my time

Guess I'm Getting Old Before My Time...Lyrics

Roy Charles Abbott

Joined September 2009

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Artist's Description

Nothing like a miserable song is there..ha,ha,ha
and why are ‘miserable’ songs easier to write than happy ones?

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